I dreamed that I was a mighty warrior and i was fighting another mighty warrior. I was reluctant to fight him because i had feelings for him but we crossed swords anyway. He sliced part of my finger off and i nearly backed down and allowed him to claim the victory. Then i was talking to my blonde friend and she said some things that would make me either feel ok about winning or losing. So i decided to fight anyway and went back in the battle. It was a close match but i ended up defeating him. Then i saw him lying under a gravestone and i was sad. I cried and told him i didnt want him to die and i wanted more time with him. I didn't see him die, in fact he was still breathing. Then Jesus came and brought him out of the grave. I knew I shouldn't interupt them while they had their time together. He and Jesus walked together and talked. When the warrior came back, we embraced, but we didn't talk about the situation. I didnt feel the need to because i knew Jesus was taking care of it.

This is just a random question: would you consider your husband a warrior in christ just like you? Is he going through some personal things (trying to die to some things of old)? Are you looking to Jesus in some way to take care of a current situation--like you don't want any "riffs" or "vendetta" between you, you just want Godly peace about it? Again, these are just some questions.smoochesdesiree